| When I was a kid, I had family trouble. My dad and mom
abused me a lot. Before I was 12, my uncle and his friend were sexually
abusing me. At first I didn't like it much. As I grew up I was mad and
rebellious.
My boyfriend and I sold marijuana. We had a fight. I robbed some fast food places and got busted when I was only 19 years old. In the county jail some of the men raped me. They called me "Sweety Pie." Then I went to Camp Hill. I was 20. First my cell partner forced me to suck him. Later a guard named Russell caught me doing it. He said I was pretty and made me do him until I asked to go to the hole. I went to SCI-Smithfield. Nobody molested me there. At first I was glad, but later on I kind of missed it and the companionship. It's nice to be a Sweety Pie. I found a guy my own age. We are cell partners now. He doesn't know about my hepatitis. |
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